Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
No…but, maybe?
Another slice was always a good idea but he’d said I could have a reward…
“I don’t know.” Yes, this was a Dom problem to solve. “I’m very…I don’t know.”
Looking up at Bex and just letting him handle this seemed to make him very happy for some reason. It might’ve been the Doms like being in charge thing but I was too distracted to figure it out at that moment.
He leaned in and gave me another kiss, this time soft and sweet but definitely just as sexy. “Then I know what to do, pet.”
He reached around me, untying my hands and somehow getting a whine from me that I hadn’t expected to make. Instead of thinking it was silly, he looked proud of me. “Oh, that’s my good boy. I know what we can do if you don’t want to be free just yet.”
Oh, yes, that might’ve been the problem.
I had to admit to being slightly stiff but watching him move my hands around in front of me and restraining me again was more captivating than thinking about wiggling. He’d tied me up again. I was tied up for a Dom. Just seeing my hands in front of me made it more real somehow.
“You like that, don’t you, pet?” Bex’s tone was lower and something about it sent a shiver through me as I nodded.
I wasn’t sure what I liked but I liked something, and he liked knowing what I liked.
So I had to tell him…something.
“You tied me up.” That might’ve been less than something but I couldn’t pull my gaze away from my hands to figure it out. “It’s so…”
“I think it’s so sexy and sweet. You look so good tied up for me, pet.” Bex leaned in and kissed my neck, sending another shower of sparkly pleasure through me. “And I think you love it, don’t you?”
My dick said I did, so I nodded. “I…yes, Sir.”
“So polite and so honest. I’m proud of you for telling me that you like it, pet.” He was so proud, he kissed my neck again. “I like hearing what turns you on and I like hearing your pleasure. I know you remember that, but do you remember how good it felt to come for me?”
Oh yes.
I might’ve been trying to say that out loud because Bex liked that but the words vanished as he nibbled on my ear. All I could do was whine again and rock, trying to get friction against my cock, but my pants weren’t tight enough and I didn’t think using my hands to rub myself off through my clothes was what a good sub would do.
“I…” Taking a breath that came out more ragged than I’d expected, I nodded as I imagined jerking off with my hands still tied together. “That…that was over my clothes.”
Because we’d been in public.
But if we’d been in the back room, he could’ve done other things to me…and we weren’t in public now.
“I…Can I…” What had I been going to say? “Can good boys remind their Doms or their Masters that they’ve been good? Is that…I mean…”
Shoot.
It was too easy to get distracted. I wasn’t even sure closing my eyes would help because that would just make everything in my head more vivid.
Bex’s rough chuckle didn’t help either.
“Oh, I think in this case that would be something very good. I know how hard you’re working to tell me what you want, pet.” Bex was very Dommy as he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight, but he was a wonderful Dom and didn’t forget what I’d asked either…or his promise about what happened to good boys.
“You’ve been very good, pet.” Relaxing his wonderfully tight grip, he kissed my neck and let me snuggle into him before slowly easing back just enough to cup my face. “But I want to hear you say it before I give you the reward I promised you.”
Brushing his lips over mine, he smiled and ran his thumb over my cheek. “Tell your Master what a good boy you’ve been.”
Oh…
Swallowing around the rough lump in my throat, I tried not to look like a startled puppy but I wasn’t so sure that worked.
I was a startled puppy.
I just wasn’t sure how to be a good one yet.
But I could be a good boy for Master.
That just meant listening, and telling him clear answers when he asked a question, and obeying. I was great at all those things, especially when he called me a good boy and my brain kind of melted. Then I didn’t remember to stay embarrassed and it was all even easier.
“Master…” For some reason my chest felt tight, so I took another deep breath. “Master, I’ve been a very good boy.”
I had a Master.
It’d been a topsy-turvy week but I had a Master.
“I’m so proud of you, pet.” Master gave me another kiss, this time letting it go deeper and nibbling on my lower lip, sending sparks through me. I could hear myself moan but it felt far away. The only thing that was sharp in my mind was his touch and the ribbon that was wrapped around my wrists.